HEINRICH HEINE - Repositories

In his face dwell misfortune and grief;
But even yet the olden pride.
Those were better days, oh Zeus,
When thou didst celestially divert thyself
With youths and nymphs and hecatombs.
But the gods themselves reign not forever;
The young supplant the old,
As thou thyself, the hoary father,
And thy Titan-uncle didst supplant
Jupiter-Parricida!
Thee also, I recognize, haughty Juno;
Despite all thy jealous care.
Another has wrested thy scepter from thee,
And thou art no longer Queen of Heaven.
And thy great eyes are blank.
And thy lily arms are powerless.
And nevermore may thy vengeance smite
The divinely-quickened Virgin,
And the miracle-performing son of God.
Thee also I recognize, Pallas Athena!
With thy shield and thy wisdom, could'st thou not avert
The min of the gods?
Also thee I recognize, thee also. Aphrodite!
Once the golden, now the silvern!
'Tis tme that the love-charmed zone still adorns thee
But I shudder with horror at thy beauty.
And if thy gracious body were to favor me
Like other heroes, I should die of terror.
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